Shedding Light on the Shadows: {Unveiling Social Problems Plaguing Our World}

What is the most powerful thing in this world? Well, some will say money, some say weapons and some might say nuclear bombs. For me the most powerful thing in this world is our THOUGHT. WHY? Because true power is in our thinking. When we truly believe in something and we have faith in it, it will surely happen. We must have confidence in what we believe. It could be anything; sometimes we think it is impossible, however anything impossible will become possible if we believe it truly from our heart and our soul. Well I learn this from a cartoon. We can gain knowledge from everything. Thank you.

മുക്കുറ്റിയും കാശിതുംബയും വംശനാശം മുന്നില്‍ കണ്ടു കേഴുന്നു .. നിറപുത്തരിക്ക ു വെയ്ക്കാന്‍ കതിരിനായി മലയാളി തമിഴ് ലോറിയും കാത്തിരിക്കുന്നു . ഒരു നെല്‍ക്ക ണി മലയാള മണ്ണില്‍ വീണു കിളുര്‍ക്കാന്‍ കൊതിക്കുന്നു .. മുക്കുറ്റി പൂക്കള്‍ കസവ് നെയ്ത ഒറ്റയടി പാതകളും , കൊയ്തൊഴിഞ്ഞ പാടത്തെ തല പന്ത് കളിയും പുതു തലമുറക്ക്‌ അന്ന്യമായിരിക്കുന്നു എന്നിട്ടും മലയാളി ഓണം ആഘോഷിക്കുകയാണ് - കടലാസ് പൂക്കളാല്‍ പൂക്കളം ഇട്ടും , അന്യ സംസ്ഥാങ്ങളില്‍ നിന്നും വരുന്ന അരിയും പച്ചക്കറിയും മുഷ്ടടാനംമുണ്ടും ടെലിവിഷന് മുന്നില്‍ ഇരുന്നും മലയാളി ഓണം ആഘോഷിക്കുന്നു കാര്‍ഷിക കേരളത്തിന്റെ ഓണം ഓര്‍മകളില്‍ മാത്രം ആയിരിക്കുന്നു ഓണം എന്ന് ഗ്രിഹാതുരത്വമുണര്‍ത്തുന്ന ഓര്‍മകളാണ് കച്ചവട കേരളത്തിന്റെ ഇ പുതിയ ഓണത്തിനെ നമുക്കും വരവേല്‍ക്കാം .... ആഘോഷിക്കാം എല്ലാവര്ക്കും എന്‍റെ ഹൃദയം നിറഞ്ഞ ഓണാശംസകള്‍

A while back I had a dream that left me rushing for air when I woke up. When I fell asleep I could hear myself running. I could feel the wind rushing past my face and the ground beneath my feet as I ran full force. I knew I was in a wooded area because of the shuffling leaves and the twigs snapping beneath my feet. The worst part was that the whole time I was blind. I couldn't see anything around me but all of my other senses were heightened. The dream got really intense because I started to run faster and I could hear myself breathing harder and harder. That lasted for about two seconds when out of nowhere I just fell. I fell over a cliff or into a hole or something very large because I just kept falling until I woke up gasping for air. It was one of the most intense dreams I have ever had in my life.

The Window" Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour a day to drain the fluids from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed next to the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed would live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the outside world. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake, the man had said. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Lovers walked arm in arm amid flowers of every color...

The common theme of Mother Teresa words reflect her work with the lonely, the sick, the dying and the destitute. Her unending love came through in her work and in her words. She was forever compassionate towards the loneliness felt by "wealthy" people, who on the surface had it all. She was also very concerned about the breakdown of families. Here is a collection of her words which say it all: Every time you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing. I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love. If we want a love message to be heard, it has got to be sent out. To keep a lamp burning, we have to keep putting oil in it. Do not think that love, in order to be genuine, has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired. Everybody today seems to be in such a terrible rush, anxious for greater developments and greater riches and...

Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there, to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson, or to help you figure out who you are or who you want to become. You never know who these people may be – a roommate, a neighbor, a professor, a friend, a lover, or even a complete stranger – but when you lock eyes with them, you know at that very moment they will affect your life in some profound way. Sometimes things happen to you that may seem horrible, painful, and unfair at first, but in reflection you find that without overcoming those obstacles you would have never realized your potential, strength, willpower, or heart. Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness, and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul. Without these small tests, whatever they may be, life would be like a smoothly paved straight flat road to nowhere. It would be safe and comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless. The p...

In old times, fable retells the story of the young athletic boy hungry for success, for whom winning was everything and success was measured by such a result. One day, the boy was preparing himself for a running competition in his small native village, himself and two other young boys to compete. A large crowd had congregated to witness the sporting spectacle and a wise old man, upon hearing of the little boy, had travelled far to bear witness also. The race commenced, looking like a level heat at the finishing line, but sure enough the boy dug deep and called on his determination, strength and power .. he took the winning line and was first. The crowd was ecstatic and cheered and waved at the boy. The wise man remained still and calm, expressing no sentiment. The little boy, however. felt proud and important. A second race was called, and two new young, fit, challengers came forward, to run with the little boy. The race was started and sure enough the little boy came throug...

This is the story of two frogs. One frog was fat and the other skinny. One day, while searching for food, they inadvertently jumped into a vat of milk. They couldn't get out, as the sides were too slippery, so they were just swimming around. The fat frog said to the skinny frog, "Brother frog, there's no use paddling any longer. We're just going to drown, so we might as well give up." The skinny frog replied, "Hold on brother, keep paddling. Somebody will get us out." And they continued paddling for hours. After a while, the fat frog said, "Brother frog, there's no use. I'm becoming very tired now. I'm just going to stop paddling and drown. It's Sunday and nobody's working. We're doomed. There's no possible way out of here." But the skinny frog said, "Keep trying. Keep paddling. Something will happen, keep paddling." Another couple of hours passed. The fat frog said, "I can't go on any l...

A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package. "What food might this contain?" the mouse wondered. He was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap. Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning: "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said "Mr.Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it." The mouse turned to the pig and told him "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The pig sympathized, but said "I am so very sorry, Mr.Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers." The mouse turned to the cow and said "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The cow said "Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you,...

This parable is told of a farmer who owned an old mule. The mule fell into the farmer’s well. The farmer heard the mule praying or whatever mules do when they fall into wells. After carefully assessing the situation, the farmer sympathized with the mule, but decided that neither the mule nor the well was worth the trouble of saving. Instead, he called his neighbors together, told them what had happened, and enlisted them to help haul dirt to bury the old mule in the well and put him out of his misery. Initially the old mule was hysterical! But as the farmer and his neighbors continued shoveling and the dirt hit his back, a thought struck him. It suddenly dawned on him that every time a shovel load of dirt landed on his back, HE WOULD SHAKE IT OFF AND STEP UP! This he did, blow after blow. “Shake it off and step up…shake it off and step up…shake it off and step up!” He repeated to encourage himself. No matter how painful the blows, or how distressing the situation seemed, the old ...

In 1832, he was a 22-year old business failure. That same year he ran for the legislature and was defeated. In 1833, he was a business failure once again. In 1836, he was said to have suffered a nervous breakdown. In 1838, he lost in an effort to become Speaker of the House in the State Legislature. Five years later, he ran for Congress--again it was in vain. In 1846, he ran for Congress and won --- only to lose his re-election bid in 1848. He ran for the Senate in 1854, and lost. He ran for the Vice-presidential nomination in 1856, and lost that too. In 1860, he became the 16th President of the United States. Honest Abe Lincoln

The little girl lived in a small, very simple, poor house on a hill and as she grew she would play in the small garden and as she grew she was able to see over the garden fence and across the valley to a wonderful house high on the hill – and this house had golden windows, so golden and shining that the little girl would dream of how magic it would be to grow up and live in a house with golden windows instead of an ordinary house like hers. And although she loved her parents and her family, she yearned to live in such a golden house and dreamed all day about how wonderful and exciting it must feel to live there. When she got to an age where she gained enough skill and sensibility to go outside her garden fence, she asked her mother is she could go for a bike ride outside the gate and down the lane. After pleading with her, her mother finally allowed her to go, insisting that she kept close to the house and didn’t wander too far. The day was beautiful and the little girl knew ex...

A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared. He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to squeeze its body through the tiny hole. Then it stopped, as if it couldn't go further. So the man decided to help the butterfly. He took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bits of cocoon. The butterfly emerged easily but it had a swollen body and shriveled wings. The man continued to watch it, expecting that any minute the wings would enlarge and expand enough to support the body, Neither happened! In fact the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around. It was never able to fly. What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand: The restricting cocoon and the struggle required by the butterfly to get through the opening was a way of forcing the fluid from the body into the wings so that it would be ready for flight once that was achieved. Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our...

I am not bound to win, but I am bound to be true. I am not bound to succeed, but I am bound to live by the light that I have. I must stand with anybody that stands right, and stand with him while he is right, and part with him when he goes wrong. Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world. We all have our own life to pursue, our own kind of dream to be weaving. And we all have some power to make wishes come true, as long as we keep believing. We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter's evening. Some of us let these great dreams die, but others nourish and protect them; nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the sunshine and light which comes always to those who sincerely hope that their dreams will come true

The end of love, the start of pain The blood from my heart that now aches, stains With the thought of your image, the thought of you care Devoted to another, whilst my spirit is bare Where am I to go, where is my hope now Am I no longer important like our dedicated vows You promised to always be there, and love me no matter what But it seems you?ve moved on, loved another and forgot The breakdown of our relationship, the break of my poor heart You punctured it with your cruel ways; you stabbed it with a dart You took away my faith, my dreams, I now have nothing left My happiness has disappeared; a brutal act of theft You promised to always be there, but now it all depends On if you?ve found another love and when my heartache ends

Politicians are greedy to all poor votes of the poor voters. since poor voters are not wise voters as elites politicians remain loyal to the poor to exploit poor expectations. poor voters can pour landslide poor votes pouring rich victory to the greedy politicians. politicians greediness become richer and richer the rich politicians make all poor voters poorer and poorer when the poor voters become poorer poor voters vote more to the rich politicians with endless rich promises to alleviate poor dreams poor minds, poor expectations of all poor voters

This is the beginning of a new day. I have been given this day to use as I will. I can waste it, or use it. I can make it a day long to be remembered for its joy, its beauty and its achievements, or it can be filled with pettiness. What I do today is important because I am exchanging a day of my life for it. When tomorrow comes this day will be gone forever, but I shall hold something which I have traded for it. It may be no more than a memory, but if it is a worthy one I shall not regret the price. I want it to be gain not loss, good not evil, success not failure.

Happy Janmashtami I wish all Lord Krishna devotees a very Happy Janmashtami. This is a festival of fun and frolic which also teaches us that we should believe in god and should always fight against the wrong. In our town, we celebrate it by decorating lord krishna's temple in our houses as well as the town's main temple.

Stoping myself to start Trying hard to froget the past Travelling on a path which is leading me to some place Facing the verity of my life with a dignified grace Walking slowly but sure of my destination Keeping my spirits high in a pure fashion Analyzing,identifying and criticizing my position Beginning of existance and waiting for its completion

I was just wondering..what was happening?... Oh, 'A union' was budding...it is really surprising, Its company was I longing..I won't allow it of loosing, Its silence is amazing...I could hear it whispering, Its presence is alluring...I could sense it seducing... Its serenity is soothing...I could share my feeling.. Its touch is so caring...I could ignore my being... Now I started enjoying..what was happening.. And I've realised...solitude is mesmerizing!!...

That day when I saw her smile I realized how much I love her That day when I saw love in her eyes for me I realized how much I love her That day when I saw that lovely dimple on her face, I realized how much I love her That day when she was holding my hand, feeling her warmth I realized how much I love her That day when we knew we may never meet again I realised for the first time, how much I love her.

തൃശൂര്‍ നെല്ലികുറ്റിയില്‍ നിന്നും ദേവരാജന്‍ മാസ്റര്‍ എഴുപതുകളുടെ അവസാനത്തില്‍ മദ്രാസില്‍ കൊണ്ടുവന്നു തെളിയിച്ച ഒരു സുവര്‍ണദീപം 18 /08 /2011 ന്നു രാത്രി 8 .30 മണിക്ക് എല്ലാവരെയും ദുഖത്തിലാഴ്ത്തി അണഞ്ഞിരിക്കുന്നു ......................ജോന് സണ ... ്‍ മാസ്റര്‍ ;................ മാസ്ടരെ സുവര്‍ണദീപം എന്ന് മാത്രം വിശേഷിപ്പിച്ചാല്‍ പോര !! മലയാള സിനിമാ ലോകത്തില്‍ തന്റെതായ ഒരു ശൈലി മെനെഞ്ഞെടുത്തു മലയാളക്കരയാകെ മനസ്സിലിട്ടു താലോലിക്കുന്ന മലയാള ഗാനങ്ങളുടെ ഒരു അദ്ഭുത ഉപജ്ഞാതാവ് ............മാസ്റര്‍ അങ്ങയുടെ ഓര്‍മയ്ക്ക് മുന്‍പില്‍ ഒരുപിടി കണ്ണുനീര്‍ !!!!

Chirago ko aankho me mehfooz rakhna , bahut dur tak raat hi rat hogi , hum bhi musafir hain tum bhi musafir hi , phir kisi mod par mulakat hogi . INTHZAR "hamein maut par yakeen hai, par un par bhi aetbar hai , dekhte hain kaun aata hai pehle dono ka hi intzar hai." HASEENA Mohabbat ab meejajat ban gayi hai; meejajat ab mohabbat ban gayi hai; kisi ke dil se khelna or fir chod dena; haseeno ki adat ban gai hai.

പറയുവാനുണ്ട് പൊന്‍ ചെമ്പകം പൂത്ത കരളു പണ്ടേ കരിഞ്ഞു പോയെങ്കിലും കറ പിടിച്ചോരെന്‍ ചുണ്ടില്‍ തുളുംബുവാന്‍ കവിത പോലും വരണ്ടു പോയെങ്കിലും ചിറകു നീര്‍ത്തുവനവാതെ തൊണ്ടയില്‍ നിറയുക യാണോരേകാനത രോദനം സ്മരണതന്‍ ദൂര സാഗരം തേടിയെന്‍ ഹൃദയരേഖകള്‍ നീളുന്നു പിന്നെയും ......... .

മഴ ഞാന്‍ കരയുമ്പോള്‍ കൂടെ കരയാനും ഞാന്‍ ചിരിക്കുമ്പോള്‍ കൂടെ ചിരിക്കാനും എന്റെ നിഴലിനെ പോലെ വിശ്വസിക്കാന്‍ പറ്റിയ വേറൊരാള്‍ നീ മാത്രമേ ഉള്ളൂ......, ചിലപ്പോള്‍ നിനക്ക് രൌദ്രഭാവമാണ് മറ്റുചിലപ്പോള്‍ സ്നേഹം കൊണ്ട് വീര്‍പ്പുമുട്ടികുന്ന സ്നേഹസ്വരൂപിയും എന്നിട്ടും നിന്നെ ഭയക്കുന്ന എത്രയോ പേരുണ്ട് ...പക്ഷെ എനിക്കറിയാം നീ പാവമാണ്

Bade Shauq se Sunn raha tha Zamana Hum he So gaye daastan Kehte Kehte

KISI KO DEKHNE KI TAMANNA MAIN ASHKBAAR YEH ANAKEHEN. KISI KE AAHAT SUN NE TARAS RAHE YEH KAAN. KISI KE MEHAK SAHT LIYE HAWA KA WOH JHONKE SE SURAKH HUVE RUKHSAAR. KISE KE INTEZAR KE GHADIYAN GINETE HUVE MUSKRAHAT SAJAYE YEH LUB. KISI KE PYAR KO MEHSOOS KER NE BECHAIN YEH DIL. KISI KO CHUNE KE TAMANNA LIYE BECHAIN YEH NAJUK HATH. KISI KE SATH PYAR KE RAAHON MAIN CHALNE BECHAIN YEH NAAJUK PAAV. YAA KHUDA IN PALKON KO BUND KER KE UN ANSUON KO AAZAD KER DE AB WOH NAHI AYEGA........!!!!!!!!!!!!

NAZAR KO NAZAR KI NAZAR SAY NA DEKHO, NAZAR KO NAZAR KI NAZAR NA LAG JAYE.

Rote Hai Woh Log Jo KISMAT se haar jaate hai... Hum to Muskurakar Dushman ko Maar Jaate Hai... Kisiki Kya Majaal Jo Humein Rula Sake... Hum Apni Khushi Ko Sab Par Vaar Jaate Hai!!!

Kitni Khamosh Nigahone Bhulaya Mujhko Kitni Mghroor Adaone Lubhaya Mujhko Kitni Dil They Jo Mere Vaasthe Betaab Rahen Kitni Aankhon ne mere pyaar ke sapne dekhe Naaz neenon ne mere pyar men marna seekha Kitni zulfon ne mere gham men bikharna seekha Har taraf mere liye husn ke nazaare they Mere humraah kabhi chaand kabhi taare they Phir bhi tukraa diya tere vaasthe duniyaa main ne Kisi jalwe ki taraf na mudkar dekha main ne Main tho bas teri nigahoon ka tamannai tha Teri ghani zulfoon ki chaavan ka sadaai tha Meri aankhon men tere pyaa ki raanaai thi Teri tasveer mere dil men uthar aayi thi Tu ne phir bhi muhabbat ka chalan chod diya Mere khwabon ka taj mahal thod diya Cheen kar chain mera thod kar pemaana dil Ab kisi aur ki mehfil ko sajaane ke liye Tu ne zulfon ko sawaara hai zamaane ke liye sochtha hoon ab duniyaa se kinara kar loon Ab is ke siwaa koi chaarah bhi nahin

Kabhi kabhi baatein adhoori reh jaati hain Choo kar honthon ko juban khamosh reh jaati hai Reh jaati hai keval Aankho mei nami Aur yaadein dilon ko tadpaati hain